So someone broke into the apartment below us just a little while ago. Granted, I feel it's that boy's fault for usually leaving his window open for anyone to see all the shit he's got (and believe me, it's pretty awesome. A huge tv and sound system?). But the window was closed so they broke through the glass.
That would uh. Explain the medics and fire trucks earlier. One of those times I'm glad we chose an upstairs. And that no one can actually see into my room.
MIGHT JUST BE A LITTLE CREEPY.
And I have a strong urge to watch The Matrix, what is wrong with me.
edit; 4am Oh my Jesus, I can't take it anymore. I'm cleaning this tub sometime in the next hour, it's been driving me crazy for weeks. fjlaskdjf